Chapter 88: Game Expo (First Update) !


    While healing this world, Fang Cheng spent the weekend absorbed in contemting the entire game’s n.


    When it was time to go to work, he changed into a fresh set of clothes at his apartment, then teleported directly to thepany’s doorstep and entered the studio.


    This time, he decided to thoroughly brainstorm the gamey.


    He couldn’t let those yers farm anymore!


    He would employ every strategy possible to ensure the yers understood thepassionate heart of a healer and the virtue of performing good deeds!


    Coming up with a new gamey could take a while, but healing the lingering mise would also require time; he roughly had a month to handle everything.


    Sitting in his chair, Fang Cheng multitasked, both repairing the world and pondering about the game’s issues.


    WangXiaoying, who was undertaking the operational work for “Quiet Cultivation,” looked at Fang Cheng and asked Huang Pingin a low voice, “Huang, what’s the boss doing thinking so hard?”


    Confusion painted Huang Ping’s face as he whispered back, “This is my first time seeing the boss like this. He’s probably gearing up for some major project.”


    Wang Xiaoying drew in a sharp breath.


    The tasks the boss usually set were challenging enough, and now there could be something even tougher?


    “The Nameless” had already be her favorite, and now she spent very happy days ying it with new strategies every day after work.


    Thinking that there could be a game even more fascinating than “The Nameless” on the horizon filled Wang Xiaoying with anticipation and gave her more motivation in her work.


    The faster she could draft the operational n, the longer she would have to experience the new game when the time came; this notion transformed what should have been monotonous work into a moment brimming with energy, imbuing Wang Xiaoying with determination and zest.


    Xiao Douzi and Huang Ping exchanged nces, both preparing to coax some information out of Fang Cheng about what game he was devising when the straightforward Monkey blurted out, “Boss, are you considering a new game?” “Hmm,” Fang Cheng nodded.


    “Is it apetitive one?” Monkey asked eagerly, “Ideally with maximum realism and rivers of blood.”


    After some thought, Fang Cheng replied, “The second part is no problem, but the first part might be difficult to realize.”


    “No worries, the second part is enough for me!”


    Content, Monkey stepped back, and Xiao Douzi immediately asked, “Is it the kind with strong randomness?”


    Fang Cheng considered again.


    Since the yers would face different diseases each time and need to treat them ordingly, there indeed was significant randomness.


    So he nodded, “Yes.”


    Xiao Douzi was satisfied too.


    After some thought, Huang Ping asked, “Is it healing and yable even for the unskilled?”


    “Yes, that’s possible,” Fang Cheng affirmed.


    “Can it involve romance?” Xu Qingling also leaned in to inquire.


    “If you wish, it can,” he replied.


    ” High freedom? ” Wang Xiaoying lifted her head to ask.


    “Extremely high; you can go anywhere except farm.”


    Everyone’s needs had been met, and they all were satisfied, yet they couldn’t quite imagine what this game would be like.


    However, that was alright. Fang Cheng’s past creations had already proven his prowess, and for his new project, all harbored nothing but anticipation, striving to make it the best they could.


    Yet, alongside the anticipation, there was a profound sense of urgency.


    Fang Cheng had never set any KPI requirements and his evaluations of the studio members were near non-existent, with the attendance machine at the entrance serving more as a decoration, standing lonely at the door, even more useless than the “Are you over eighteen years of age?” prompt.


    Fang Cheng’s assessment criteriay in just one thing: the product.


    Raw, uncut gemsy before your eyes, some already polished and about to shine brightly, whilst the rest awaited your touch.


    Any carelessness could ruin the creation. This trepidationpelled them to grow quickly to keep up with Fang Cheng’s pace.


    This inner drive born from within spurred them to continuously improve and produce better games.


    Fang Cheng sat at his station, pondering how to constrain certain actions of the yers and how to encourage others.


    In previous games, the freedom granted to yers was excessive, leading them to inexplicably turn the games into farming simtions.


    Although farming is the basis of all things, aren’t you taking it a bit too far?


    However, in that world tainted by Heavenly Tao, there were too few areas suitable for farming, and sowing there would likely lead to total loss. One could expect that yers would not be able to farm.


    Moreover, to prevent yers frommitting evil acts and harming the NPCs in the world, the inability to attack NPCs would have to be fixed with Immortal Law, to avoid any yer-caused disturbances.


    Given the fragility of that world, Fang Cheng had no desire to send a bunch of vandals over.


    Due to this world’s delicacy, Fang Cheng had to gradually infuse Immortal Spell into it, a process that couldn’t be rushed.


    By the time the preliminary work wasplete and the framework was built, half a month had already passed.


    The foundation of the Spirit Gathering Array had beenid, and the overall environment was set up. Now it was up to Huang Ping and the others to build the game systems and structure the attributes.


    Just as they were undertaking the construction, Mr. Shen’s call came.


    Mr. Shen had learned about Qu Fangfang’s situation the very same day.


    After discovering Qu Fangfang had fabricated her resume and work experience, Mr. Shen chided his old friend harshly and decided to sever ties decisively.